When the boy was away, Shen Wanqing had to go home and bought some snacks on the way.
Back at the palace, after eating and drinking, Shen Wanqing took a leisurely nap.
It was not until sunset that he woke up contentedly with hatching and stretching.
He went to wash his face, turned back to the rocking chair, took out a can of wangzi milk, poured it into a tea cup and ate it together with the snacks he went out to buy this morning.
Just after eating a chicken wing and drinking the milk, Luo Li knocked on the door and said Anze was coming.
Shen Wanqing vomited the chicken wing bones in his mouth, "let him in."
What are you doing here?
If you don't go to the three treasures hall, it's not good to come.
After Luoli got permission, she leaned down and left. Soon Anze came in.
Anze, waiting at the gate of the side hall, saw Luo Li coming, and a proud smile rose on her handsome face.
Anze shook his fan and smiled, "how about Xiaoli, xiaoqingqing, let me go in ~"
Hearing Anze's "little pear", Luo Li unconsciously drew from the corners of her mouth, but her expression was still respectful.
She bent over to salute and stretched out her arm. "The princess is waiting in the palace. Please come in, young Marquis an."
Anze raised his eyebrows, turned the paper fan in his hand, snapped it away and put it on the palm of his left hand.
The proud young Marquis an walked in happily.
When he came in, Anze smelled a pungent smell.
As soon as Anze's eyes brightened, he walked in excitedly and said, "xiaoqingqing, what are you eating? It's so delicious! My little Marquis seems to smell the smell of meat!"
Sitting in the rocking chair, Shen Shihuo has had enough to eat and drink. He is wiping his hands with a handkerchief.
When she heard Anze's words, she threw her handkerchief on the table at will, picked her teeth with a bamboo stick, "gnawing chicken wings."
Anze had walked over with a fan. "Chicken wings? Did the cook in the palace make them? They smell so delicious!"
"No, I bought it at a roadside stall." Shen Wanqing collapsed in the rocking chair and picked his teeth lazily.
Anze sat down stunned, turned his head and couldn't believe it, "on the roadside stall?"
"Yes." Shen Wanqing threw the bamboo stick in his hand.
She glanced at him. "What's the matter?"
With tears in his eyes, Xiao Hou Jing'an grabbed the paper fan on his hand and said, "Xiao Qingqing, you are a princess of a country. How can you be reduced to eating a roadside stall?"
"I heard you've been giving gifts to the nine thousand year old. You've got several boxes of gold, silver, jewelry and rare treasures. Isn't that why you're so poor that you can only eat roadside stalls?"
"Woo woo, my little Qingqing, why are you so pathetic, whining..."
An Xijing wiped his tears like a heartache and said, "xiaoqingqing, we are good friends. If you have any difficulties in life, you must tell me. What's the matter, brother!"
Shen Wanqing pulled out the corner of his mouth and threw the handkerchief with oil on his hand on the table at his face. It was full of disgust, "get out of here."
Anze took down the handkerchief and wiped his face.
Just wipe a few times, I felt something wrong.
"Xiaoqingqing, why is your handkerchief a little oily?" Anze wiped his face with a handkerchief and muttered.
Shen Wanqing looked indifferent. "Oh, I just wiped the oil on my hand."
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Anze suddenly froze and threw his handkerchief onto the table, subconsciously reaching out to touch his face.
Oh, shit!